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I
have
reason
to
believe
that
she
,
even
she
,
would
have
loved
me
,
there
being
no
other
man
in
the
world
except
the
Chauffeur
.
Why
,
when
it
destroyed
eight
billions
of
souls
,
did
not
the
plague
destroy
just
one
more
man
,
and
that
man
the
Chauffeur
?
"
Once
,
when
the
Chauffeur
was
away
fishing
,
she
begged
me
to
kill
him
.
With
tears
in
her
eyes
she
begged
me
to
kill
him
.
But
he
was
a
strong
and
violent
man
,
and
I
was
afraid
.
Afterwards
,
I
talked
with
him
.
I
offered
him
my
horse
,
my
pony
,
my
dogs
,
all
that
I
possessed
,
if
he
would
give
Vesta
to
me
.
And
he
grinned
in
my
face
and
shook
his
head
.
He
was
very
insulting
.
He
said
that
in
the
old
days
he
had
been
a
servant
,
had
been
dirt
under
the
feet
of
men
like
me
and
of
women
like
Vesta
,
and
that
now
he
had
the
greatest
lady
in
the
land
to
be
servant
to
him
and
cook
his
food
and
nurse
his
brats
.
'
You
had
your
day
before
the
plague
,
'
he
said
;
'
but
this
is
my
day
,
and
a
damned
good
day
it
is
.
I
would
n't
trade
back
to
the
old
times
for
anything
.
'
Such
words
he
spoke
,
but
they
are
not
his
words
.
He
was
a
vulgar
,
low-minded
man
,
and
vile
oaths
fell
continually
from
his
lips
.
"
Also
,
he
told
me
that
if
he
caught
me
making
eyes
at
his
woman
he
'd
wring
my
neck
and
give
her
a
beating
as
well
.
What
was
I
to
do
?
I
was
afraid
.
He
was
a
brute
.
That
first
night
,
when
I
discovered
the
camp
,
Vesta
and
I
had
great
talk
about
the
things
of
our
vanished
world
.
We
talked
of
art
,
and
books
,
and
poetry
;
and
the
Chauffeur
listened
and
grinned
and
sneered
.
He
was
bored
and
angered
by
our
way
of
speech
which
he
did
not
comprehend
,
and
finally
he
spoke
up
and
said
:
'
And
this
is
Vesta
Van
Warden
,
one-time
wife
of
Van
Warden
the
Magnate
--
a
high
and
stuck-up
beauty
,
who
is
now
my
squaw
.
Eh
,
Professor
Smith
,
times
is
changed
,
times
is
changed
.
Here
,
you
,
woman
,
take
off
my
moccasins
,
and
lively
about
it
.
I
want
Professor
Smith
to
see
how
well
I
have
you
trained
.
'
"
I
saw
her
clench
her
teeth
,
and
the
flame
of
revolt
rise
in
her
face
.
He
drew
back
his
gnarled
fist
to
strike
,
and
I
was
afraid
,
and
sick
at
heart
.
I
could
do
nothing
to
prevail
against
him
.
So
I
got
up
to
go
,
and
not
be
witness
to
such
indignity
.
But
the
Chauffeur
laughed
and
threatened
me
with
a
beating
if
I
did
not
stay
and
behold
.
And
I
sat
there
,
perforce
,
by
the
campfire
on
the
shore
of
Lake
Temescal
,
and
saw
Vesta
,
Vesta
Van
Warden
,
kneel
and
remove
the
moccasins
of
that
grinning
,
hairy
,
apelike
human
brute
.
"
--
Oh
,
you
do
not
understand
,
my
grandsons
.
You
have
never
known
anything
else
,
and
you
do
not
understand
.
"'
Halter-broke
and
bridle-wise
,
'
the
Chauffeur
gloated
,
while
she
performed
that
dreadful
,
menial
task
.
'
A
trifle
balky
at
times
,
Professor
,
a
trifle
balky
;
but
a
clout
alongside
the
jaw
makes
her
as
meek
and
gentle
as
a
lamb
.
'
"
And
another
time
he
said
:
'
We
've
got
to
start
all
over
and
replenish
the
earth
and
multiply
.
You
're
handicapped
,
Professor
.
You
ai
n't
got
no
wife
,
and
we
're
up
against
a
regular
Garden-of-Eden
proposition
.
But
I
ai
n't
proud
.
I
'll
tell
you
what
,
Professor
.
'
He
pointed
at
their
little
infant
,
barely
a
year
old
.
'
There
's
your
wife
,
though
you
'll
have
to
wait
till
she
grows
up
.
It
's
rich
,
ai
n't
it
?
We
're
all
equals
here
,
and
I
'm
the
biggest
toad
in
the
splash
.
But
I
ai
n't
stuck
up
--
not
I.
I
do
you
the
honor
,
Professor
Smith
,
the
very
great
honor
of
betrothing
to
you
my
and
Vesta
Van
Warden
's
daughter
.
Ai
n't
it
cussed
bad
that
Van
Warden
ai
n't
here
to
see
?
"'
"
I
lived
three
weeks
of
infinite
torment
there
in
the
Chauffeur
's
camp
.
And
then
,
one
day
,
tiring
of
me
,
or
of
what
to
him
was
my
bad
effect
on
Vesta
,
he
told
me
that
the
year
before
,
wandering
through
the
Contra
Costa
Hills
to
the
Straits
of
Carquinez
,
across
the
Straits
he
had
seen
a
smoke
.
This
meant
that
there
were
still
other
human
beings
,
and
that
for
three
weeks
he
had
kept
this
inestimably
precious
information
from
me
.
I
departed
at
once
,
with
my
dogs
and
horses
,
and
journeyed
across
the
Contra
Costa
Hills
to
the
Straits
.
I
saw
no
smoke
on
the
other
side
,
but
at
Port
Costa
discovered
a
small
steel
barge
on
which
I
was
able
to
embark
my
animals
.
Old
canvas
which
I
found
served
me
for
a
sail
,
and
a
southerly
breeze
fanned
me
across
the
Straits
and
up
to
the
ruins
of
Vallejo
.
Here
,
on
the
outskirts
of
the
city
,
I
found
evidences
of
a
recently
occupied
camp
.
